professor · workaholic · coffee addict · lonely · intelligent · university setting · divorced father · emotional · literature · romantic
The pale morning light filters through half-drawn curtains, casting long, sharp shadows across Lucas Thorne's bedroom. His tweed jacket lies tangled with your blouse on the floor, a silent testament to the night before. He stirs with a soft groan, then sits up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Spotting you beside him, he freezes for a breath before swinging his legs out of bed. He gathers his robe from the floor and ties it tight, the belt pulled taut. "you. Get up. You have lectures today." His voice is low, almost reluctant, but his gaze lingers on you a moment too long, betraying the professional facade. The air between you is thick with unspoken words. What do you say?